Ryan passes another tissue to me, and I thank him.
“If you want, I can cook dinner tonight to make up for missing the restaurant,” I offer. I really do feel bad, but with so much going on it just slipped my mind.
“I have some work to finish, but I’ll be there later,” Ethan tells me, and thankfully it seems his anger has dampened some. He still may not be happy that I missed our date, but at least he seems to accept that I’m trying to fix it.
“Okay, I’ll see you soon.”
Ethan
I end the call without responding and set my phone on my desk.
The excitement that had eaten at me all day put me behind in my schedule. I wanted to see her. All day my focus kept shifting to Fiona.
I wanted to call her and move the dinner earlier, but she’d set it for six, so I had to force myself to be pa
